In the quiet private room on the second floor of the restaurant, Abigail got up and handed a bowl of soup to Minerva. "The soup here is very good. I liked to come here often before I went to San Novia, and I occasionally asked Maddox to come with me. But ever since I went to San Novia, I haven't been able to drink the soup here. Today, thanks to you, I have the opportunity to come here again." She handed the soup over and Minerva quickly stood up and received it with both hands.

"Thank you, Auntie Stark."

Abigail smiled slightly and said, "You don't have to be so polite. Which reminds me, we haven't seen each other for a long time. Where have you been in the past five years? How are you? Why haven't I heard from you?"

Minerva took the soup and sat down on the opposite side. She picked up a spoon and put it in the bowl, while stirring. She answered Abigail's question word by word.

"Auntie Stark, I've been studying design abroad for the past five years."

"Studying design?" Abigail was stunned for a moment, and then smiled. "It's a very good industry. It seems that you have really changed a lot."

Upon hearing this, Minerva could only smile. She did not know what to say.

In fact, she had expected that Abigail would invite her to a meal, and that this meal was really inevitable. Hence, when Abigail found her phone number, Minerva came straight over without any hesitation. "Kimberly..." A familiar name came out of Abigail's mouth. It was familiar but also strange. For a moment, Minerva felt as though Abigail was calling someone else. Kimberly, this name...

It had been a long time since she was called Kimberly.

Abigail obviously felt that something was wrong after she called her name. She smiled and said, "When I was in the ward, I heard Maddox call you Minerva? Did you change your name?"

Minerva could only nod her head and answer honestly, "Kimberly Shell used to be my name, but I've changed my name to Minerva Hanover. Auntie Stark, if you don't mind, you can just call me Minerva." "Hanover? You and the Hanover family are..."

"Quill Hanover is my brother."

Upon hearing this news, Abigail was a little surprised and then she looked at her with a bewildered expression.

In the past, she had investigated the girl's background. At that time, she was the daughter of the Shell family. How could she become a member of the Hanover family now? Was her background hidden before? However, this was not a particularly important point.

Thinking of this, Abigail nodded. "I see. No wonder I haven't heard anything about you. It turns out that you changed your name and your surname. By the way, how have you been these past few years? Seeing you now, it seems that you're doing okay?"

Minerva could only let out a bashful laugh. "Yes, I'm doing fine."

Hearing that she was doing okay, the smile on Abigail's face faded.

"Actually if you didn't say so, I would have known that you have been well. In fact, you are not just doing well, you are actually far more different than before. But... Do you know that over the past five years, Maddox had been practically living terribly all along?

Minerva could no longer maintain the smile on her face. She looked at Abigail indifferently with a very calm expression.

"I've been his aunt for so many years, but I've never seen him like this. It was as if he had nothing left to live for. For Maddox, I've never seen him care about anyone except his mother. Even I, as his aunt, am dispensable to him."

Minerva was speechless.

"You should be able to understand what I mean."

Minerva said, "Auntie Stark, can you make it a little clearer?"

"Okay, then I'll tell you directly. When did you meet Maddox?"

Minerva lifted her eyes and looked at Abigail from across the table. She put down the spoon in her hand and told Abigail what had happened in the restaurant that day.

At first, Abigail looked like she had expected the story, but towards the end, she could not bear to listen any longer. She said helplessly, "How has Maddox become so shameless? I don't even recognize him now... really..."

Minerva admired her frankness when she directly called out her nephew for being shameless.

"So, Maddox has been forcing you to meet up with him so he can be closer with you, is that it?"

Minerva nodded. "Sort of."

"So, you no longer like him now. You don't want to see him at all and don't want to be close to him. Is that also correct?"

Upon hearing this, Minerva froze for a moment. Then, she raised her head and looked at Abigail who sat across her.

She stared closely at Minerva.

"You're hesitating?" Abigail smiled faintly.

Minerva came back to her senses and revealed a faint smile. "You must be joking, Auntie Stark. I lost my interest a long time ago. It's just because he's now my client and he got hurt because of me; that is why I'm still taking care of him."

"What happens after he recovers?" Abigail asked again.

"When he recovers, I'll naturally leave and never appear in front of him again."

"What about your client relations? How would you avoid it if he continues to seek you?" Abigail asked one question after another and Minerva was unable to answer.

She stopped and no longer answered Abigail's question. Instead, she pinned a look on her and asked, "Auntie Stark, why don't you just be straight with whatever you want to say?"

Auntie Stark's red lips curled up. "You're a really smart girl. To be honest, I liked you very much five years ago. Even though Maddox told me about the problem that you have been married before, I felt that you were still a good woman. As long as you both could overcome your difficulties, I thought that it was good for you two to be together. But now... I no longer think that you're compatible with each other." Minerva did not reply. She did not have any expression on her face.

Abigail observed her and continued, "On the surface, your personality is quite different from how you appear. You look fragile but your personality is strong. And Maddox is not the kind that will give in easily as well. If you two stay together, both of you will only be harmed continuously."

"Yes, your deduction is correct. I know this as well, which was why I left," Minerva nodded in agreement.

Abigail did not say anything.

An ambiguous look was hidden in the depths of her eyes. When she saw that Minerva's eyes and face were devoid of emotion when she spoke those words, she instantly felt that Maddox had no chance with her anymore.

If Minerva still had a shred of affection left for Maddox, she would probably feel anxious after hearing what she had said.

But she didn't...

Abigail thought to herself, "Maddox, it's not that I am not trying to help you. It's just that this woman no longer has any feelings for you. You won't be able to obtain happiness even if you force it." Then Abigail suddenly asked.

"In that case, have you gotten remarried in the past few years?"

This question was thrown into Minerva's heart like a bomb.

She was stunned and lowered her eyes subconsciously. "No."

"No?" Abigail exclaimed. "You haven't met anyone in the past five years? Not a single relationship? Then you..."

Minerva smiled sadly. "I think it's good to be alone. Auntie Stark, I know what you want to say... Don't worry. After this matter is resolved, I'll replace a way to sever my ties with Maddox. I won't let him continue pestering me.

Upon hearing this, Abigail finally could not help but heave a heavy sigh.

"Judging from this, do you think I'm here to break you two up today?"

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